Last night I had a house party at mine, where I live with 5 other guys (students). We'd been planning it for about a month, and being the weekend after exams finish we expected a lot of people to turn up. Out last party had 50-60 people, which was still weak considering how many were expecting. This time we had invited close to 300 people on facebook, of which 75 were confirmed, plus a shitload of other people who we knew were coming even though they hadn't accepted the invitation. It looked like we were gonna get around 100 people.
Me and 2 mates were all doing an hour drum and bass set as well, and we spent the whole day before tidying up the house and setting up the equipment, as well as practicing our sets and stuff.
My plan for the night was: Share a bottle of vodka with a friend and smoke a couple of joints in the first hours, so I can say hi to people while I'm still somewhat human, then do half a gram of MDMA after my set and smoke some more weed.
We started drinking about 10pm, which is when we told people to come, but we expected them to be pretty late anyway. At 11:15 the first 2 people came. At about 12 another person came. 12:30 about 10 of my friends (so close friends that if they didn't turn up I'd have reason to be PISSED). Apart from that the only people who showed were 2 of my dealers, one of which stayed and got absolutely fucked with us, a girl who came back from a club at 3ish and 10 guys who stayed for about 5 minutes.
And that was it. As if that isn't bad enough of a turnout, when we started getting mashed it wasn't pretty, and all the girls are somewhat anti-drugs, and all sober enough to frown upon our crazy behaviour. The 2 girls I'm closest to both started off happy, and didn't mind me asking for random hugs, chatting shit etc, but before they left they both seemed kind of sad and disturbed by the whole situation which has got me thinking: Mixing non druggies with druggies is a bad idea. The only people who should see me on drugs, are OTHER people on drugs.
This was my friend's 2nd time taking MDMA, and last time he didn't feel much (although I was floored from the same stuff :s )
Unfortunately for him, I wasn't the one who took care of his dosages, but rather another much more careless friend (who doesn't really know as much about it as me to be fair). Basically they split a gram and a half (but the beginner probably only had 500-600mg of it), and this stuff was intense! They also bombed this in 3 bombs each! I would be pretty mashed after one of those, and he had 3. safe to say he wasn't quite with us for most of the time, and he's lucky to have been around nice people who all knew him well, and not at a rave where he would have been chucked out. He was talking to himself, dancing with himself, holding random cables and doing fuck knows what with them. He was telling my mate (who wanted to leave at about 6am) that they needed to get on some girls, and that there were at least 3 decent girls there. At this point there were 9 guys all off their faces, and not a girl in sight for the past 2 hours. Wonder how much of it he remembers today
The good points however saved this rather expensive weekend for me. The MDMA was excellent, and it was the first time in 2 months that I did it, so it felt even better. Also, I tend to freak out at least for 20 minutes at some point of my trip, but this time I was so chilled because I've just finished exams and did well, so I felt I could get more and more high without any negative thoughts. Would have been nice to have another 250mg to reach new heights which I don't dare approach in a public setting... The last 2 or 3 hours of the night we had all the sofas in a circle, and there were just 9 guys chatting shit and having heart to heart conversations while smoking up and doing more mandy, until we finally ran out of drugs and energy. My mate who was tripping out so much finally started coming back to reality, enough that I trusted him to walk home on his own. (7:30am, 5 minute walk, I could see he'd be ok). Today there were people in every spot of the living room, glued to the sofas for 9+ hours getting through the day one joint at a time.
So why didn't anyone turn up? Because we do drugs, and everyone here knows. Being a sporty university most people are against it, so much that they refuse to even be around it.
Next weekend I'm going to a drum and bass event in London, will be good to skank out with some like minded people
Me and 2 mates were all doing an hour drum and bass set as well, and we spent the whole day before tidying up the house and setting up the equipment, as well as practicing our sets and stuff.
My plan for the night was: Share a bottle of vodka with a friend and smoke a couple of joints in the first hours, so I can say hi to people while I'm still somewhat human, then do half a gram of MDMA after my set and smoke some more weed.
We started drinking about 10pm, which is when we told people to come, but we expected them to be pretty late anyway. At 11:15 the first 2 people came. At about 12 another person came. 12:30 about 10 of my friends (so close friends that if they didn't turn up I'd have reason to be PISSED). Apart from that the only people who showed were 2 of my dealers, one of which stayed and got absolutely fucked with us, a girl who came back from a club at 3ish and 10 guys who stayed for about 5 minutes.
And that was it. As if that isn't bad enough of a turnout, when we started getting mashed it wasn't pretty, and all the girls are somewhat anti-drugs, and all sober enough to frown upon our crazy behaviour. The 2 girls I'm closest to both started off happy, and didn't mind me asking for random hugs, chatting shit etc, but before they left they both seemed kind of sad and disturbed by the whole situation which has got me thinking: Mixing non druggies with druggies is a bad idea. The only people who should see me on drugs, are OTHER people on drugs.
This was my friend's 2nd time taking MDMA, and last time he didn't feel much (although I was floored from the same stuff :s )
Unfortunately for him, I wasn't the one who took care of his dosages, but rather another much more careless friend (who doesn't really know as much about it as me to be fair). Basically they split a gram and a half (but the beginner probably only had 500-600mg of it), and this stuff was intense! They also bombed this in 3 bombs each! I would be pretty mashed after one of those, and he had 3. safe to say he wasn't quite with us for most of the time, and he's lucky to have been around nice people who all knew him well, and not at a rave where he would have been chucked out. He was talking to himself, dancing with himself, holding random cables and doing fuck knows what with them. He was telling my mate (who wanted to leave at about 6am) that they needed to get on some girls, and that there were at least 3 decent girls there. At this point there were 9 guys all off their faces, and not a girl in sight for the past 2 hours. Wonder how much of it he remembers today
The good points however saved this rather expensive weekend for me. The MDMA was excellent, and it was the first time in 2 months that I did it, so it felt even better. Also, I tend to freak out at least for 20 minutes at some point of my trip, but this time I was so chilled because I've just finished exams and did well, so I felt I could get more and more high without any negative thoughts. Would have been nice to have another 250mg to reach new heights which I don't dare approach in a public setting... The last 2 or 3 hours of the night we had all the sofas in a circle, and there were just 9 guys chatting shit and having heart to heart conversations while smoking up and doing more mandy, until we finally ran out of drugs and energy. My mate who was tripping out so much finally started coming back to reality, enough that I trusted him to walk home on his own. (7:30am, 5 minute walk, I could see he'd be ok). Today there were people in every spot of the living room, glued to the sofas for 9+ hours getting through the day one joint at a time.
So why didn't anyone turn up? Because we do drugs, and everyone here knows. Being a sporty university most people are against it, so much that they refuse to even be around it.
Next weekend I'm going to a drum and bass event in London, will be good to skank out with some like minded people
